Mitsuo rested a hand on his belly, pressing against it to feel the firm immature eggs. He sighed, shaking his head. "We should clean up." He said, taking the towels and stripping the sheets from the bed. He also went to the guest room, only to find his first egg had crumbled into thick black dust. "So they aren't even real gold...should have expected that." He mumbled to himself, cleaning up the mess and taking the dirty laundry, including their pants, to the washer.
He returned to kleo, offering a pair of his sleep pants. "Turns out the gold ones aren't even real gold..." he said, looking at the rest of his eggs and Kleo's one large one.
He returned to kleo, offering a pair of his sleep pants. "Turns out the gold ones aren't even real gold..." he said, looking at the rest of his eggs and Kleo's one large one.